Lon Bella

Written by：Damien Jurado
Jesus on the mainline
Hes trying to call collect
Dad gave him my number
Suppose I should call back
And since I got no plans
On a long term stay
My bus leaves early morning
Why sit around and wait
To die
Serpents in the water
Fogging up my glass
Swimming here since Thursday
Burning through my stacks
And you find out who I am
Want to turn me in
Someone youd respect
A smile you can correct
And since I got no plans
On a long term stay
My bus leaves early morning
Why sit around and wait
To die
And when there are no cups to fill
Where the sidewalk disappears
You and I will make amends
With our daggers in our hands
They will say I knew him when
Before he once had friends
With a life you would curate
Decided now his fate
We sit around and wait